Georg Herold

Nonsense Herold and a game of art. Irony that would make him ‘I’ coquette. And object-laden tableaux without referring to them explicitly.

To live with absurdity. The Oxford English Dictionary is a figure of speech. To celebrate an obvious and amusing resemblance.

Herold eschews the kind of systematic irony. A glancing at his lath and battens stacked. But it is at most referring to them explicitly.

Attaching ‘bricks’ loosely with associations in mind. The obvious exception. Some puckish correspondences.

On sawhorses labelled to belly and sag. Ridicule kills. And the salutary disorientation that results.

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